As soon as Xiao Yu's teeth bit on the bamboo, everything he saw became distorted.

When the violent distortion dissipated, Xiao Yu returned to that extremely familiar place.

He looked up at the rows of bookshelves in the dimly lit space, his eyes constantly scanning the shelves, his eyes full of memories.

This is the headquarters of the Order, a room in the depths of the archives dedicated to ancient books.

Unlike the crowded reference room upstairs, this dimly lit library is rarely frequented.

For one thing, the books stored here are too obscure and difficult to understand, and very few people can accurately understand what is written in the books;

Second, the training of the trainees has always been practical, and most of the content recorded in the collection here is of little use to the trainees in the organization.

More importantly, there is always an inexplicable gloomy atmosphere in this library.

Occasionally, curious students enter the library, but they tend to stay in it for less than two minutes before being driven away by the eerie atmosphere. Even when someone took a step, they were so frightened that they turned around and left......

There are always exceptions to everything, and Xiao Yu is the exception to this library.

Others thought it was cold and scary, but he loved it.

Words that others think are obscure, he looks as easy as reading a comic strip.

Books that others think are worthless, he reads them with relish......

Xiao Yu's fingertips swiped the spine of a book, as if he was reuniting with old friends who had been separated for a long time.

When his fingertips came to the cover of an embroidered velhide, he stopped.

The last time I pulled out the book, the lights above my head weren't as dim as they are now:

At that time, Xiao Yu was in his teens, and his delicate face was not yet childish.

He always hid in this unoccupied library, pulled a random book from the shelf, and read it for a day leaning on the shelf.

The adults advised him to exercise more, exercise more, take more serious spell classes, and don't always read useless books, and he agreed.

Turning his head, he reappeared in the library.

Two years later, the boy in front of the bookshelf became fairer, some said he hadn't been in the sun for too long, some said he was born with good skin, and some said he was seriously ill......

And more people have forgotten about this student who rarely appears in front of people.

When Xiao Yu first read this book without a title, a new door opened to his world.

This gate is not a metaphor, but a real "gate" that can be passed.

He opened the delicate cowhide cover, holding the embroidery on the spine in his palm, and the words in the book jumped into his eyes as if they were alive......

He used the energy in the way described in the book, and the way the energy flowed in his body became strange, and it was as if he saw a strange vision of another world—a crimson sky, a blue flame, a barren land without vegetation......

Xiao Yu closed the book in horror, but those apocalyptic scenes were still in front of him, and the unusually surging energy made him feel hot, like being in the midst of tumbling magma.

He fell to the ground, wallowing in pain.

At that moment, he just wanted to escape......

Escape to a secluded hill with fireworks, a quiet courtyard, and a fresh bamboo forest......

Xiao Yu, who was rolling on the ground, opened his mouth wide in pain, and his teeth hit the foot of the cabinet......

In an instant, the scorching pain disappeared, and Xiao Yu appeared in the scene in his mind.

To be precise, Xiao Yu was lying in a bamboo forest behind the courtyard in the mountains, his teeth biting on a freshly bubbling bamboo shoot......

A little Taoist boy who is less than ten years old is dancing alone in the backyard and whisking the dust, shouting: "Where can the demon escape!" ”

Then Xiao Yu suddenly appeared.

Xiao Daotong's eyes widened, obviously frightened. He paced forward with broken steps and stabbed Xiao Yu who was lying on the ground with a whisk.

"Are you a human or a demon?" Xiao Daotong asked timidly.

Xiao Yu spat and spit out the mud in his mouth, and before he could speak, Xiao Daotong suddenly realized: "I just finished shouting about the demon, and you appeared!" With bamboo shoots in your mouth, you're a gopher spirit! ”

After speaking, he raised the dust and beckoned to Xiao Yu's head.

Although he is young, he has a lot of strength......

Xiao Yu held his head and quickly explained: "I'm human!" I'm human! I don't know how I ended up here......"

Xiao Daotong snorted, squeezed his eyebrows and analyzed himself: "Your statement is unreasonable, if you are not a gopher spirit, why do you gnaw the bamboo shoots in the field?" ”

"It's not that I'm going to gnaw on it, it's that it's in my mouth!"

Xiao Daotong shook his head and said slowly, "I...... No...... Letter ......"

"Alas...... I just lay here and it's right next to my mouth......"

Xiao Yu repeated, his teeth pressed to the bamboo shoots, and disappeared......

Xiao Yu looked around, this is back in the library? The mouth is a cabinet leg......

A little bit of God, I understand - the bamboo shoot and the foot of the cabinet in this library are two teleportation points that are connected to each other, and you can teleport when you touch them......

Xiao Yu tried to touch the foot of the cabinet with his hand, but it was useless......

Kick with your feet, it's useless......

You have to talk about it......

Xiao Daotong was about to lean over to look at the strange bamboo shoot, and suddenly felt something more under his crotch......

"Why did you get under my crotch again? Could it be that you are a horse spirit? Horse demon? Horses also seem to eat bamboo shoots......"

"I ...... I...... I'll tell you the truth, I'm a fairy......"

When Xiao Daotong heard this, he hurriedly stepped down from Xiao Yu's waist, pondered for a while, and bowed to Xiao Yu seriously: "It turned out to be the god of the land, and the poor road is still shallow, I didn't recognize it, and I hope to forgive ......."

Xiao Yu got up, looked at the funny appearance of the little Taoist boy, felt interesting for a while, stood with his hands in his hands, and put up a score: "Count you as a little Taoist boy with eyesight, use your whisk to help me dust my ......"

Xiao Daotong really obediently did so, and Xiao Yu smiled even more proudly: "What kind of realm are you?" ”

"This mountain is called Tongyuan Mountain, and this Taoist temple is called Tongqing Temple......" Xiao Daotong replied while helping Xiao Yu dust off his clothes.

Xiao Daotong had a brief doubt in his heart: The land lord doesn't know the name of the place?

Then the doubts were dispelled: this mountain was nameless, and it was named because of this temple; And this Taoist temple doesn't even have a door......

Xiao Daotong stopped his movements and ran away silently. After a while, he took out a wooden plank, a brush and a jar of red paint from the house: "Look at the inscription of the great god!" ”

"Same as Qingguan, which one is the same?"

Xiao Yu held the forked brush, dipped it in semi-solid paint, and looked at the "plaque" made of broken wooden boards, crying and laughing.

Xiao Daotong looked up at the sky, and after a while, he came up with the answer: "I think it should be the same as Qingguan......"

"That Qing must be the Qing of the same Qing view?"

"No, it's the clear ...... of Qing Shui"

“……”

The little road boy tied the wooden plank to the branch at the intersection and looked at the new "plaque" with joy......

Looking at it, the little Taoist boy who watched became a Taoist priest and a Taoist leader;

The bamboo shoots in the backyard became bamboo seedlings, and then became bamboo;

The red paint on the plaque has also faded and faded its marks.